All Chapters of A MAFIA LOVE STORY : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kalia. I sat in the sterile hospital room, the scent of antiseptic lingering in the air, mingling with my growing sense of dread. My son, Jake junior lay asleep on the bed, his small frame dwarfed by the oversized hospital sheets. At just eight months old, he had been the light of my life, a joyful, curious child who filled my days with laughter. But today, his pallor and the lines of worry etched on his face revealed the reality we were facing.I had been here all night, worried sick to my stomach as the doctors performed tests trying to see what was wrong. The doctor had delivered the news just an hour earlier. Jake's blood tests had shown a severe deficiency in his bone marrow's ability to produce red blood cells. He would need a bone marrow transplant to save him. My heart sank. The procedure was complicated, and finding a match was critical.He was only eight months old and he needed one of the most hardest surgery, tears rolled down my face freely, no parent ever wants to see

Jake. I knew having that conversation was not going to end well, I didn't want to have the conversation but Kalia always knew how to push my limits. I was about to follow her when my phone beeped, it was from Paul. He knew I was at the hospital and he was not supposed to call unless it was an emergency, so I knew it must have been an emergency. I sat back down and dialled his number, he picked on the first ring. "Hey, Paul." I said, "What's going on?" "It's your father Jake, he is gone." my whole body froze at the mention of my dad. I had not seen that man for almost over a year, he always tried to reach out to me, wanted to talk, but I had no interest. I sat there my whole body suddenly cold. "Jake, are you there?" Paul said bringing me back to reality. "Yes," I said, trying to control my voice, "How did he die?" I finally asked through my crooked voice. I never had imagined over the years, what would happen if my father died especially the early years, but nothing really e

Eric. I sat in the hospital parking lot for what felt like eternity, part of me wanted to drive back and act like I had never gotten this information. I wished I had not pushed Naima to be honest with me. But Kalia was my best friend, she was like family, like my own sister. I had to warn her. I slowly got out of the car, suddenly feeling a slight headache. I walked to the reception, but before I could talk to anyone, I spotted her and she ran towards me excited, all smiles. "Hey, you didn't have to come." she said, as she hugged me as she led me to a bench and we sat down. "I know, but what kind of friend would I be if I was not there for you when you needed me most?" she said, taking my hands in hers. "Thank you for coming, it really means alot that you are here." she said in tears. "But no crying please, I don't want to see any tears on your beautiful face." She just looked up at me with her big brown eyes, and smiled. "I love you." she whispered"I actually wanted to tal

28.Jake."Not now Maria, please." i said a soon as I saw her walk in. "We have to talk Jake, and we need to talk now." she said taking a seat at the couch. "You know, I hate your guts, I hate how you walk around here like you are the boss. You have no right to talk to me the way you just did Maria." I said angrily, getting off the bed. "I am not here to cause trouble, I just want to talk to you Jake, just calm down.""Talk? Talk to me about what Maria? What exactly do you want to talk about?" "Jake." "Do you want to talk to me about how you abandoned me? How you left me with an abusive man? Do you want to talk about that? Because I do have some questions, i need answers.""Please Jake, don't do this." I walked up and down the room looking at her in tears, I had so much resentment for this woman. "We have never talked about this, and I think it's time for us to." "You don't understand Jake," she said in tears. "Then help me understand, okay?" "I could not stay there anymore,

JakeNaima showing up. She had been gone for a few minutes to freshen up. I was laying on the bed looking at my phone when she walked in. I looked up, and was momentarily frozen by the pang of lust that hit me square in the gut and the swelling of emotion that tightened my chest. She looked so young, so vibrantly beautiful. All of her haughty, don’t touch me demeanor had faded, giving way to a soft, well. loved the expression. She looked like a thoroughly satisfied woman, and i couldn’t help but glory like a caveman over the fact that I had been the man, the onlyman, to make her feel that way. I had brought her to the pinnacle of pleasure and caught her as she fell. I had been the only man to kiss her. lush breasts, to join my body to hers. The novelty of it was extraordinary.No, i wouldn’t even call it a novelty; it was much more than that.I still had no idea what her game was if there was a game. For the first time I considered that she might be everything she claimed to be.